i heard two knocks, a pause, and then one more, with a voice following afterwards saying "im here open up".
i knew she would come. i knew it. she said so in her letter. she never really leaves.
"hi" i avoided eye contact, but she just shoved past me "make yourself at home i guess."
"thank you" she was already in my kitchen "you always have the best food"
"what the fuck are you doing here, isabella"
"i already told you. our 'breakup' doesnt count"
"i- of course it does! i said 'we are breaking up"
"yes, over text."
"ok?? and??"
"and it doesnt count. if you want to break up with me do it yourself. in person" at this point she was standing in front of me. i could see her gorgeous blue eyes looking into mine, as if they were trying to find closure in my dull, grey ones.
"ok" i exhaled "isabella-" i was cut off by her lips. they connected with mine and stayed like that for a while. it was nice. i missed this.
"i love you" she muttered
"i love you too"
